This week’s photo prompt:
I cross the river of life on slippery stones,
Not daring to look down –
One false step could break my bones.
Churning rapids to the left of me,
Unknown depths to the right of me –
Those ripples want to suck me in,
Permeate my skin –
I focus on each step ahead,
Lift and place my feet of lead;
The perilous path is not so wide
If I should meet a hiker from the other side.
It is a solitary trail to tread alone
Across the river on slippery stones.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016